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Lie with Me

In by Chris on November 3, 2012 at 11:08 pm

Third floor, fourth door,
sixteen-hundredth building,
eighty-fourth avenue;
no one looking could find
our lifeblood apartment
in this fully loaded city
of overstimulated people.
Too many freaking spaces.
It’s urban nature, acts of god,
growing lists of things amiss.
It’s how it is, living here.
But look, I’ve made a nest
in the chaos, discovered this
hollow where we fit
like slippers – no questions
getting in at the seams.
Lie with me, my dream,
sleep here safe with me
among our bookshelves
and all our trappings, in
blankets that hold stories
like voyagers who enshroud
you and make you believe.


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